Cinderella

Cinderella is now 95 years old.

After a fulfilling life with the now dead prince, she 

happily sits upon her rocking chair, watching the world 

go by from her front porch, with a cat named Bob for 

companionship.

One sunny afternoon out of nowhere, 

appeared the fairy godmother.

Cinderella said,
"Fairy Godmother, what are you doing 

here after all these years"?

The fairy godmother replied,
"Cinderella, you have lived an exemplary 

life since I last saw you.
Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?"

Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some 

thoughtful consideration, she uttered her first wish:

"The prince was wonderful, but not much of an investor.
I'm living hand to mouth on my disability checks, and I 

wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension.
Instantly her rocking chair turned into solid gold.

Cinderella said,
"Ooh, thank you, Fairy Godmother"

The fairy godmother replied,
"It is the least that I can do.
What do you want for your second wish?"

Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said,
"I wish I were young and full of the beauty 

and youth I once had."

At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful 

young visage returned. Cinderella felt stirrings inside 

of her that had been dormant for years.

And then the fairy godmother spoke once more:
"You have one more wish; what shall it be?"

Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in 

the corner and says,
"I wish for you to transform Bob, my old cat,
into a kind and handsome young man."

Magically, Bob suddenly underwent so fundamental 

a change in his biological make-up that, when he 

stood before her, he was a man so beautiful the likes 

of him neither she nor the world had ever seen.

The fairy godmother said,
"Congratulations, Cinderella, enjoy your new life."

With a blazing shock of bright blue electricity,
the fairy godmother was gone as suddenly as she appeared.

For a few eerie moments, Bob and Cinderella looked 

into each others eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing 

at the most beautiful, stunningly perfect man she had ever seen.

Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed 

in her rocking chair, & held her close in his 

young muscular arms.

He leaned in close,
blowing her golden hair
with his warm breath
as he whispered...

"Bet you're sorry you neutered me!" 

Thanks Hal